Titan Steppin!

[Chorus: JHBBOSS]
Titan, how I move, got 'em quiet when I step
We pull up in live action, got 'em quiet on the set
He gon' talk like he verified, but he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line if that's how you gon' step
They gon' talk out of line, then we up on his neck
Airing out any jit, I attack with the tech
He gon' talk like he verified, but he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line if that's how you gon' step

[Verse 1: JHBBOSS]
Smoke we send, we passing around
Ain't no trip when I'm packing a round
Bro wanna start like he 'bout something now
Gun like cart with a big ol' snout
Me and my guys finna see what he 'bout
Like Kenny we swinging the K's all around
Swear I'mma move like a Titan fasho
Step on your ground, we gon' rumble it out
407 came straight from the south
Now I'm coming up, no stopping me now
To all boundaries I'm Chris Jericho
I see any walls, I'm breaking 'em down
They gon' hate when they see me around
Walk out the bank with a crazy amount
Y'all just doing the talk out the mouth
I fight for my guys, so that I make it count
You just an actor, all you do is just sit
And you talk like Titan, but your actions don't fit
I ain't even lying, if you trying me jit
I'ma need an Oscar, how I act with the clips
Had his body streaming cause he thought he legit
And it isn't worth it, tryna step to the kid
Been feeling like Annie, I'm as cold as it get
Brody thought he Reiner, you ain't hard body jit

[Verse 2: Ty Wild]
Bitch, you know who it is
Man like Daz, cold like snow in the six
Annie, how I roll with a blick
Shit got a long nose, and it kick
Pop nine like supporting the Fritz
Been blowing this shit up, bro Bertolt with the shits
How I let the barrel go overhead, airing out, I was born for this shit
Put the hammer to their jaw, now they really Porco getting clipped
Harden serum shit, sip a potion, wrist crystal coated
Grip the trigger 'till it's Rigor Mortis, flip their focus, and slit their shit when they didn't notice
Clique Yagerists, you with different motives, petrified, them jits getting folded
Peeped sons of bitches, think they son the kid, I'm finna son 'em quicker than when Grisha folded, goddamn!
Choppa colossal, they thought I was arming a giant
Brodie like Reiner, he not a fighter, he a liar to himself, he just armor reliant
I been in the cut, y'all shifty as fuck, man, fuck an MC, tryna pardon the biting
Motherfucker try switch sides like Paradis-Marley alliance, I'm stomping 'em like I'm a Rumbling

[Chorus: JHBBOSS]
Titan, how I move, got 'em quiet when I step
We pull up in live action, got 'em quiet on the set
He gon' talk like he verified, but he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line if that's how you gon' step
They gon' talk out of line, then we up on his neck
Airing out any jit, I attack with the tech
He gon' talk like he verified, but he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line if that's how you gon' step